Dragonflies..Dragonflies..5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A night so warm upon a breeze
Sending shivers through the trees
Breathing life within the night
Creating beauty from the sight
As many dragonflies did fly
Their splendor lighting up the sky
and floating gently to the glow
The warmth, a guide of where to go
Wonder followed the candles blaze
A misty sight in pleasures gaze
A dream she held within her heart
Until the dragonflies did part
A memory stored, to remember when
A simple thought is needed then
To place a smile upon her face
This gentle girl of calm and grace..
Thicker Than Oil - Chapter 13Thicker Than Oil - Chapter 134 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 13 The Meeting
At exactly seven o' clock that night, Rod was at Roseanne's door. He stood outside her door, nervous as could be, hesitating to knock. He sighed, fearing what was to come, and then gently rapped his tire on her door. He heard a faint "Come in", and he allowed himself into her room.
As he entered the room, he realized just as the night before, the only source of light was coming from the foggy glow of the lights that lit the oil rig. The dense fog had not lifted from last night and in Rod's opinion, it was only getting worse.
As he closed the door behind him, Rod could see the shadowy outline of Roseanne as she drove towards him. When she finally came into view, he noticed that her expression was as serious as it had ever been. Her eyes were almost like slits when she looked at him, and her mouth was fixed into a scowl.
"Take off your costume," she demanded immediately, her blue eyes staring sharply at him. Without hesitation, Rod quickly nodded his hood an
Thicker Than Oil - Chapter 3Thicker Than Oil - Chapter 34 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 3 - Induction
"Come in!" Pete shouted as Rod knocked on the door. He opened it and drove in, his eyes looking down at the ground. He didn't want Pete to know he had been crying, since it would have been embarrassing for his director to see that his top agent had broken down.
"So, what did the wife say?" he asked, not looking up from the work he had at his desk. Rod had decided on his way to the office that he would not talk about his wife, since he didn't want any sympathy and it was no real business of Pete's anyway.
"She said I could go," Rod said, playing it off that everything had worked out when they met. He wished that all had gone well, that his wife kissed him and told him everything was all right, and that she loved him. But that was far from the truth.
"Good, good!" Pete said happily, then reached into a filing cabinet behind him and pulled out a large manila folder, placed it on the desk and opened it. The front said, "Classified" in big red letters, meaning that thi
Thicker Than Oil - Chapter 12Thicker Than Oil - Chapter 124 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 12 Dangle Me Over Hell, Why Don't Yah?
"Everything ok, Darrel?" Grem asked as Grem, Rod, and Acer were eating breakfast the next morning. "I heard Roseanne yelling about something when Acer and I were in my room drinking last night."
"No, she's mad at me told her something I probably shouldn't have," Rod replied, not really wanting to recollect the events that happened last night.
"Like what?" Acer asked, with a spark of curiosity.
"None of your business," Rod snapped back. Realizing that he replied a little harshly, he tried to change his tone. "I mean it's a lot to explain. I I wouldn't be able to discuss it all in the time we have before work. You know how it is."
"Yeah, yeah, women. Especially her if it weren't for her rough and tough personality " Grem quickly caught himself before he could say anymore.
"Why don't we get going now, we don't want to be late this morning," Acer said, trying to break up the awkwardness that Grem had created. Wi
Thicker Than Oil - Chapter 15Thicker Than Oil - Chapter 154 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 15 Long Live Lemons
The ride back to the main oil rig was just as quiet as the ride to Platform 13. Only this time no one was shaking with fear or dreading to face Zil. Everyone was quiet and somber, feeling remorse for the unexpected death of Gerald Gremlin.
As soon as they arrived home, the Professor let his four top workers have the rest of the day off. He knew just as well as they did that none of them were in any condition to work effectively. After they were told they had no work Grem, Acer, Roseanne and Rod all went back to their apartment and went into their own rooms, not speaking a word to one another.
When Rod was in the comfort of his own quarters, he removed his costume and began to analyze the evidence he had obtained from the meeting from earlier. He started listening to the voice recordings he had captured and examined the one photo he took, but all he got was nothing. He couldn't figure out who this car could possibly be, no matter how hard he tried. He
MerlinMerlin6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You will find me
in groves of mistletoe
and caves of ice,
chasing the night on a snow white owl
where the moon spreads its wings
and sings the earth to sleep.
I see the world in omens
and colors ripped from tapestries,
hues of creation, their bright patinas
burnished like the sun and stars.
My mouth knows ancient poetry
and speaks in the tongue of bards,
spinning infinity's deep magic
into the bones of ancestors.
I find mystery in standing stones,
rough pillars that scrape the sky,
and weave prophecies from stardust,
whispered to the gods.
I am the last incantation
that haunts the lips of soldiers
and the final prayer of a small boy
who once founded a world without end.
Discord Ponies EpilogueDiscord Ponies Epilogue4 years ago in Drama More Like This
I don't know how long it's been now. Master Discord sometimes messes with my perception of time. Sometimes it feels like eons, and others -if I didn't have clear memories of LiarJack's little sister growing up and dying of old age (after Scootaloo died as an adult mare defying master) I'd think it all happened yesterday. The Elements of Chaos seem to have rendered us immortal.
Master Discord has no need for servants, minions or slaves, but he keeps us around anyway.
Liarjack is almost the only one of us who seems to remember how things were before . . . everything began.
She smiles and tells me that everything was rigidly frozen with order before Master Discord took 'control.' That nothing and no one ever changed, the world was caught in a predictable monotone cycle.
I'm relatively certain she's lying, it's hard to tell though, she's gotten much better since things began. I know she's only saying it though so I don't get upset, so I'm not angry and I'm g
MortalityMortality3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Living in my skin
It's like a severe drug addiction
It becomes lethal in the long run
It's a destruction that can't be undone
I am my own reaper
I am my own savior
A scythe is my cross
This blasphemy cannot be stopped
Only those with true despair
Can wield this type of fear
For those who are born in sorrow
Know how to deal with living so hollowed
I had to cast aside my weak point of view
Because there are no demons nor angels
I am my own villain
I am my own hero
Although my perceptions of light and dark
Mean nothing to my already tainted heart
I know reality is what it needs to be
I know there was no hope for someone like me
I can't justify fate with destiny
I can't prevent the ending to my story
Dying in my skin
Is like a long awaited revolution
It was worth all of the praying
It was worth all of the suffering
For I am my own martyr
For I am my own slayer
BountyBounty4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This gorgeous glut of bounty
buried beneath heaven's gate
in golden goblets
of summer fruit -
honey clings in wisps
and ripe figs
bend the boughs of trees
where you shelter from the crowd
turned out to feast
upon the landscape.
And I shall bring you bread and wine,
the warm day's haze of flesh
swelling your belly
under my fingers
like the galleons
left guarding the late summer wheat
in the harbor.